Zhu Rui was listening with great interest. "It turns out to be blood." This is what is said in the "Huangdi Neijing", and Zhu Rui naturally knew it. But this was the first time he had heard of 'the heart is the master of man'. But just from this sentence, he could feel a strong medicinal smell. It was obviously not made up by Han Du to deceive him.
"Where's down there?" Zhu Ru waited for a while and asked quickly before Han Du could say what he said next.
"The bottom part is gone." Han Du was stunned for a moment and replied. Suddenly he realized that something was wrong with what he said. He quickly explained: "Wei Chen means that the bottom part of this sentence is gone. Wei Chen doesn't know what it is." .”
Zhu Rui's chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt very uncomfortable.
"The next thing is..."
Hearing that Han Du was about to continue speaking the rest of the words, Zhu Rui had no time to argue with Han Du and quickly listened carefully to Han Du's words.
"The replenishing effect of ginseng...is actually the power of the heart...If the heart...if the heart is damaged, it will cause great harm..."
After Han Du finished speaking, he spread out his hands and said, "That's it, no more." Seeing Zhu Rui sinking into deep thought, with confusion sometimes appearing on his face, sometimes as if he suddenly realized it, Han Du felt relieved. I know that I have passed this level smoothly. Lying can really kill people. If you make up one lie, you have to tell hundreds of lies to cover it up.
After this incident, Han Du felt sad and warned himself that if he fabricated lies again in the future, he must be cautious and cautious.
"The heart is the master of man...it is really the power of the heart..." Zhu Ji kept thinking about Han Du's words. The more he thought about it, the more he thought it made him think deeply.
Seeing that Zhu Xi was about to fall into the unconventional medical skills again, Zhu Xi said loudly, "Okay, fifth brother. If you want to study medical skills, you can wait and think about it slowly later. Today, the emperor brother is here to help us wash away the dust." Yeah, don’t let it spoil the fun.”
Zhu Ting came back to his senses, his face was full of embarrassment, and he said apologetically: "It's my younger brother who got obsessed with it. Please forgive me, my second brother."
Zhu Xi waved his hand. This was not the first time he had seen Zhu Xi in this situation. He knew that no matter what he said to Zhu Xi, it would be useless, so he didn't care at all. Turning to look at Zhu Biao, he said with a smile: "Brother Emperor, why do you only serve food but not wine? Brother Emperor, we haven't had a drink with you for several years. We must get drunk today. Humph, Emperor brother, if you don’t drink today, we won’t leave..."
Zhu Biao glanced at Zhu Ming with a smile, and said with a smile: "In recent years, we have also missed you brothers. It's not easy for you brothers to get together. How could we not drink? When we brothers meet again, we want to drink. Just drink the best wine, we have already sent someone to get it."
Zhu Cang, Zhu Fan, and Zhu Di, who are good drinkers, heard Zhu Biao's words, and their eyes suddenly lit up. They didn't expect that the emperor brother would agree so happily and even send someone to get the good wine.
When Zhu Xi heard the word "good wine", he couldn't wait to ask: "What kind of good wine is not even available in the Emperor's East Palace? Could it be the aged wine from the father's place..."
"You will know soon what kind of wine it is." Zhu Biao smiled and said confidently, "Although this wine is not my father's old wine, I can guarantee that it will not disappoint you brothers."
"Really?" Several people looked at each other, a little doubtful. In their opinion, their father's royal wine is the best wine. Listening to what the imperial brother said now, it seems that there is no other wine that can compare with my father's royal wine?
Han Du understood as soon as he heard that Zhu Biao was going to bring out strong liquor to wash away the dust of several people. And today's spirits are not made from the inferior alcohol that Han Du made in the past.
Since Lao Zhu heard from Han Du last time that spirits are made by Han Du from inferior alcohol, although Han Du has repeatedly explained that whether it is good wine or inferior alcohol, the refined wine is the same, but Lao Zhu Zhu still couldn't accept the fact that the wine he drank as an emperor was brewed from old and inedible grain. Therefore, some of the wine in the palace was specially given to Han Du for him to refine.
These are the spirits Zhu Biao just mentioned.
Not long after, the eunuchs came in one after another carrying big red wine jars. Each wine jar is small, only one hand high, and contains only about two kilograms of wine, so it can be easily picked up with one hand. But the things used inside the palace are just different from those outside. There is just such a small wine jar, and it would take a lot of effort for Han Du to just look at the carvings on the outside of the jar.
This is so meticulously crafted. Han Du picked up the wine jar in front of him and marveled.
Zhu Xi was a straight person, and when he saw such a small wine jar in front of him, his face became a little ugly. He looked at Zhu Biao in surprise and asked, "Brother Emperor, are you going to bring this wine to help the brothers wash away their troubles? Brother Emperor just agreed to get drunk before resting. Now he can't go back on his word."
Seeing that Zhu Fang underestimated the strong wine, Zhu Biao kindly advised: "This wine is different from the previous ones. This wine is too strong. Let's drink it first and then take it after we finish it." According to Zhu Biao's idea, it can It's almost enough to finish drinking this jar.
But when Zhu Ping heard this, he sneered a little and said dissatisfiedly: "Strong wine is good. We all like to drink strong wine. The stronger the wine, the more we drink. Who can drink this little wine? Brother Emperor, you don't want it either." Damn it, everyone is happy today, so why don’t you give everyone a few more tricks?”
"Okay." Zhu Biao nodded and said, "Forget it about the third, fourth and fifth brothers. Since you want to drink, I will give you a few more jars."
He waved his hand and asked someone to put a few more jars of wine in front of Zhu Cang.
Zhu Xi was not polite, picked up a jar of wine and patted open the mud. A strong aroma of wine spread across the face, and Zhu Xi showed a satisfied smile. The imperial brother did not lie to him, this was indeed a rare and good wine.
Zhu Biao filled himself a glass.
When Zhu Xi saw it, he said unhappily: "Brother, you have to drink from a big bowl to enjoy your drinking. If you use such a small cup, even if it is good wine, it will not be comfortable to drink. It is still a big bowl." It’s comfortable to drink.”
Zhu Biao smiled, shook his head and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhu Chong waving his hand.
"Isn't the imperial brother saying that this wine is too strong again?" Zhu Xi directly took a bowl in front of him, got a bowl for himself, and held up the wine bowl with both hands to toast Zhu Biao.
The other kings saw Zhu Biao using wine glasses. They did not use bowls like Zhu Chong did. They also picked up wine glasses.
"Thank you, Brother Huang, for your kindness. Let's do it first as a token of respect."
Seeing this, Zhu Biao didn't know what to say, so he gestured and drank the wine in one gulp.
When strong liquor enters the throat, it is like burning!
Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and others were okay. Although they felt their throats were burning and sore, they drank less alcohol and could still endure it.
